The goat famers head up the stairs to the structure's roof, feeling rather at home. "We have a wind turbine on the farm," Brent says. "Not as nice as this," Josh points out. Newer though, I'll bet. Soon they're atop the building and assessing the situation with the detached blades. The twins, on the other hand, are running down the road after a truck and another repairman on foot, presumably to another windmill. As they go, they're talking in bad Spanish about how they have to do this quickly. One of them corrects "rapidamento" to "rapidamente," and adds, "Pero, nosotros muy stupido." Which means, "But... we... very... stupid," according to the subtitles and my even worse Spanish. "We took Spanish at Fordham. Obviously it did us zero good," Nadiya interviews. They're soon at work on their roof. Josh and Brent appear to be performing efficiently. "As long as you know where the bolts and the nuts go, then it's just a matter of lining everything up," Josh says as he works, once again displaying his uncanny ability to keep a potentially filthy-sounding sentence from actually doing so. "This is our chance to make up time." Brent assumes the twins are also doing well though. So we cut right to one of the twins dropping a wrench on the other. "You've done the wrong bloody hole!" Nadiya yells down, and gets stuck trying to climb down. So I think I would have to disagree with Brent on this one.
Trey & Lexi haven't seen any signs directing them back to Palma de Mallorca for a while, so they have to turn around after Trey looks behind them and sees one facing the direction they're going, meaning they overshot the city. Jaymes & James seem to make the turn though, and Jaymes points to the castle that's visible on the hillside from miles away. "I've been staring at that thing all morning. Man, look how big that is," Jaymes says. He doesn't have quite the same skill that Josh does. Trey and Lexi have spotted it too. And after some cutting back and forth and some shots of the castle's imposing exterior, we cut to Phil standing in front of the mat next to a rather extraordinary greeter. This humanoid figure is sitting on a chair, wearing a suit and tie, waving one white-gloved hand while the other gives a thumbs up. And it's got NO HEAD. There's nothing above the tightly buttoned collar but the distant horizon where the Mediterranean meets the sky. Clearly this is an effort to counter the fact that NFL delays mean this show is frequently on opposite The Walking Dead. Trey and Lexi come running up and Trey marvels, "That's a real man?" Well, not exactly. The figure is human and intact, but with the shirt collar buttoned tight over the head. From somewhere behind the necktie comes a woman's muffled voice saying, "Hola. (Hello.) Welcome to Mallorca, Spain." Phil tells them they're "Team. Number. One," and they've won a trip to the Riviera Maya. Trey talks about how they've never traveled and it feels great to win all these legs, and how they get more confident with every leg. "Adios. (Goodbye)," says the voice under the shirt. They're so screwed.